1094: C1094 Don't Even Think about It

C1094 Don't Even Think about It

Lin Qing rolled her eyes at them.

A group of people who were watching the show didn't mind the big picture. If Xue Xue'er really accepted Lo Jinzhi's roses, what would Ouyang Qing'an think?

There were also many people who liked to stir up trouble. They could not let Xue Xue'er and Ouyang Qing'an get into trouble.

Thinking of this, she picked up her phone and secretly sent a message to Ouyang Qing'an.

At the same time, in the Anzheng Company.

"Dingdong."

Ouyang Qing'an received the message. With just a glance, his face darkened.

"Lin Qin."

He shouted coldly. Lin Qin happened to be carrying the document over. When he heard his shout, he immediately put down the document and bowed slightly respectfully.

"President."

"Go and prepare 9,999 roses for me. I want the best red roses to be tied into a bouquet. Send them to my car in ten minutes."

"Yes!"

Lin Qin immediately went to work overtime to prepare the flowers. Ouyang Qing'an looked in the mirror, tidied up his appearance, and then went out with satisfaction.

Want to snatch his wife from him?

Dream on!

Not long after, Ouyang Qing'an drove to the entrance of the Lin's.

When he arrived, Lo Jinzhi was still pestering Xue Xue'er, wanting her to receive the flowers. When Ouyang Qing'an saw his face, he parked the car with a cold face.

"Xue Er, I'm late."

Ouyang Qing'an's expression was gentle as he pointed at the open door.

Hearing his voice, Xue Xue'er heaved a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to say something, she turned her head and saw his carriage full of roses. Her eyes immediately widened.

What the hell was this?

A carriage full of roses!

The employees of Lin's were also stunned by Ouyang Qing'an's generosity.

"My God, look, how many flowers are there? Ten thousand?"

A colleague who was gossiping earlier looked at the cart full of flowers and said to the people around him, "I thought it was our Designer Xue Hong Luan, but now it seems like... It's still husband and wife loving each other, what does Mr. Luo count as? "

"That's right, that's right. Mister Luo can't compare to President Ouyang."

"Knowing that someone is pursuing his wife, President Ouyang quickly took out more flowers to show his love. It is really bursting with security and boyfriend power!"

"Wow, if my husband is half as good as President Ouyang, I would be satisfied."

They kept talking, their faces full of longing and envy.

Seeing them like this, Lin Qing smiled.

Contrary to what they thought, Xue Xue'er was probably very distressed right now.1

Just as Lin Qing thought, Xue Xue'er stared at the two men in front of her with wide eyes.

"What are you guys doing?"

She fiddled with the roses and facepalmed speechlessly, "I already said that I don't want so many flowers. Qing'an, aren't you rushing to make me famous?"

She had a hard time dealing with Lo Jinzhi.

Now there was another Ouyang Qing'an, and he had even given more flowers and a more flashy car. It was hard to ignore him.

She did not need to guess. She knew what the headlines of the newspaper would be like tomorrow.

"Two men fighting for a woman. This woman's charm is so terrifying."

She was a famous designer after all, how could she face other people?

Seeing Xue Xue'er's angry look, Ouyang Qing'an smiled faintly.

"I am your husband. It is my duty to give you flowers. I don't look like someone who knows that we are husband and wife but still rush to be a third party."

It was despicable.

Ouyang Qing'an did not say the last four words out loud. He just looked at Lo Jinzhi with disdain.

The latter did not feel embarrassed at all. He only gave his rose to Xue Xue'er.

"Designer Xue, this is a flower to celebrate your award. If your husband is even in charge of making normal friends, I advise you to think about it more. Is his love for you a love, or a possessive desire?"

"Enough, I don't want to hear the two of you quarreling."

Xue Xue'er looked at the two of them and directly took out her car keys.

"I want to go home. If the two of you like to let people watch, then continue the competition."

But she did not want to keep them company.

She got in the car, stepped on the accelerator, and left.

The car roared and disappeared from everyone's eyes.

Lo Jinzhi threw the flowers into the car and looked at Ouyang Qing'an.

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